Perfectly Imperfect

Miley is the perfect picture everybody looks up at. Acing every exam, being the head of the cheerleading team and having all the fortune in the world. She's treated like royalty, like a princess but, she knows she doesn't deserve it. She doesn't deserve to be treated like a princess because in her heart, lies a deep secret. A secret that only Sabina -- a rude and trouble seeker transferee -- finds out. Will Miley be able to keep her secret or will she reveal it as Sabina grows closer and closer to her?

Brittany is one of my friends and she also happens to be a member
of the team. She has a natural blonde hair that goes perfectly
with her pale blue eyes. She's a little shorter than me and like
me, has an amazing figure too.

"I just passed by to tell you we have practice this afternoon."
she reminded me.

"Yeah. Tracy already told me a while ago."

"I just figured I'll tell you again, because, you know, with you
in the library, you can't be always aware of time." she grinned
at me.

"Yeah. Yeah." I gave her a dry look and raised my hand to gesture
to the door.

Finally, some peace again. I can go back to reading my favourite
book. You might think, what's a cheerleader doing at a library?
Or better yet, does she even understand what she's reading? Well,
to tell you frankly, not all cheerleaders are just pretty faces
and dumb. I'm a proof of it. I'm practically a genius
cheerleader, wait, not just any cheerleader, I'm the leader of
the girls.

I continued reading my book and then, suddenly, I looked at the
clock. Crap! I'm going to be late. Brittany's right about me and
the library. So I hurried to the locker rooms to change.

"Oh Jeez. The girls are going to give me a hard time today." I
muttered while I'm fixing my uniform.

Then, a girl I don't know -- and seriously, I know everyone in
this school -- entered the locker room. She's wearing her P.E.
uniform so I'm guessing she just finished running laps. She has
those beautiful grey eyes that looks so sad and quite pissed off,
black hair that goes perfectly with her heart - shaped face and
other god - like features. She's quite taller than me, to my
surprise, because I'm 5'11. She must be a-

"Hey! What are you looking at?" her gaze went to me and I could
see that those beautiful grey eyes are really mad.

"Hi." I gave her a nervous smile. "You're new here, right?"

"Yes. Why?" she still has that look that could burn through me.

"I haven't seen you before. I'm Miley by the way." I told her.

"I'm not here to be friends with you." she answered me coldly and
then went to her locker.

I was taken aback by what she said. She seemed to have a hard
personality.

"You see something you like?" if I was taken aback with what she
said, this totally caught me off guard.

"I'm... I'm sorry." I looked away uneasily. Have I seriously been
staring while she was naked -- well not really naked, she's
wearing a bra but you get the picture -- and changing? But, if I
am, I can't help it, her body is like perfectly carved by the
most famous artist in the world.

She just gave me a smirk then put her clothes on. I hurried to
the door before I embarrass myself further. Then I walked briskly
towards the quad where the girls are waiting for me.

"Where have you been Miley? You're not always late." Jessie asks
me as soon as I came near them.

"I'm sorry girls. I was at the library, and kind of lost track of
time. And, just had some acquaintance on my way here. Can you
forgive me?" I ask them with pleading eyes.

"Ok. Ok. We understand." Tracy said and gave me a smile.

"Now, can we start practicing?" asked Pauleen.

"Yeah. On your position girls." I gracefully shouted aloud as we
form a pyramid. "A one, a one, a one, two, three go!"